The door to the room suddenly opened and Chris came out.

Yunyan regained consciousness and immediately took out her hand.

Soon, Chrissy's whistling voice sounded: "It smells so good, Yun Xiaoyan, what did you do? Hey, who is this person? Wuwen? No, you are not Wuwen, who on earth are you?"

Why are you here?"

Kris ran over as if she had discovered a new world, and sat down directly next to Li Xiaohan, her eyes fixed: "Is your current appearance your original appearance? Is Wuwen's face fake? How did you do it?

Is it possible to achieve such a simulation?”

A series of questions came down.

Li Xiaohan glanced at her and said, "I can't tell you."

Chris: "..."

Pouting her lips, Chris snorted: "If you don't want to tell me, I won't tell you. I don't really want to know."

She looked at Yun Yan again, "Did you make all these breakfasts?"

Yun Yan shook her head: "It's not me. I don't have the ability to make such a big table. They are all bought outside. You can eat."

He stood up and said, "I'm going to see An An."

Without even looking at Li Xiaohan, he pushed away the chair and stood up and entered the bedroom.

Li Xiaohan kept looking at her back.

Chrissy stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Hey, you are little An'an's biological father, am I right?"

Li Xiaohan raised his eyebrows: "It's such an obvious thing, do you still need to guess?"

Chrissy: "...Then are you the president of the Blue Dragon Society? I'm very curious about this."

Since Wuwen's identity is fake, then the president's identity is also fake.

Li Xiaohan wiped his hands with paper, pushed away the chair and stood up, "It's all yours, eat slowly."

Chris: "..."

When Yun Yan came out of the bedroom holding An An who woke up, she only saw Chris eating alone. She glanced around and asked, "Where is Li Xiaohan?"

Chris raised her eyebrows: "Oh, so his name is that."

"...Where are the others?"

"Let's go."

"gone?"

"Well, he left after you went in." Chris asked her, biting the straw, "Is he your husband in China?"

Yun Yan shook her head: "No, my husband has died a long time ago, he is not."

Chris was stunned for a moment, thinking she was joking, but there was no sign of joking on her face, "Then... then he..."

Yun Yan could only say: "He is An An's father, not my husband."

"..."

What kind of relationship is this? Why does it sound so complicated?

Yun Yan shrugged, obviously not wanting to say more because she couldn't explain clearly.

In this way, although Yun Yan moved out of Li Xiaohan's residence, this guy would come over from time to time, either in the morning or at night, every now and then. Even Xiao Yan had objections at first, but he didn't bother to say anything later.

Li Xiaohan came even more diligently.

However, about a month later, Li Xiaohan suddenly stopped coming.

At first, Yun Yan was still thankful that this guy finally stopped, and she could breathe a sigh of relief and no longer had to face him. However, after a few days, she felt uncomfortable again, as if something was not right.

Chrissy said she was being abused.

When he came, she was dissatisfied with everything. But when he stopped coming, she began to feel uncomfortable and missed him.

Yun Yan frowned after hearing this: "When did I say I missed him?"
Chapter completed!